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The sharp knife pierced Dr. Zhao's abdomen, and the white coat was immediately dyed blood-red.

Dr. Zhao's face turned pale in an instant, and he sat down on the ground in pain.

The assailant didn't seem to want to let Dr. Zhao go, so he pulled out the sharp knife and aimed it at his neck.

"Doctor Zhao!"

I rushed straight forward and kicked the assailant away.

Don't look at the murderer's murderous face, in fact, his body is very weak, and he was kicked by me a meter away, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

I ignored him and hurriedly leaned over to press the wound on Dr. Zhao's abdomen, and warm blood came out from between my fingers.

"Doctor Zhao, Doctor Zhao!"

I called twice, but Dr. Zhao couldn't respond despite his eyes open.

I felt the pain of excessive blood loss and knew that he had to be rescued now, so I hurriedly picked up Dr. Zhao and rushed out the door.

"Someone, come on!" a

passing nurse saw Dr. Zhao covered in blood, she first screamed, then immediately calmed down and ran to call someone.

Soon, several nurses and doctors rushed towards me and Dr. Zhao with beds on wheels.

By the time I came to my senses, I was already outside the door of the emergency room.

Lin Xiaolu didn't wait for me in the ward, and asked all the way to find me.

She handed me a wet wipe and pointed to the blood on my hands.

"Wipe it off.

I asked Lin Xiaolu in a trance.

"Doctor Zhao is such a good person, how could anyone kill him?"

Lin Xiaolu shook his head.

"I don't know either, but the assailant has already been taken away by the police. "

I went back to the ward at the urging of the nurse, and Uncle Wang was in a state of mind after learning the news, and kept scolding the assailant for being a brute.

After scolding, his eyes were red and he muttered to himself.

"Doctor Zhao, don't have an accident, I haven't sent him a pennant yet. "

That night, I asked the little nurse who came to change my dressing how Dr. Zhao was.

The little nurse told me with red eyes that Dr. Zhao was seriously injured, and although he had undergone surgery, he was not in good condition, and he was currently sent to the intensive care unit, and no one was confident that he would be able to survive this hurdle.

The next day, Lu Xinyi came to see me, and I knew that he had a good relationship with the police station, so I asked him to help ask about the results of the interrogation.

Lu Xinyi called Officer Zhang, and after hanging up the phone, he said Officer Zhang would come over in a while.

An hour later, Officer Zhang, dressed in civilian clothes, arrived at the ward.

He put the fruit basket on the bedside table and said to me in an apologetic tone.

"The police department has been too busy lately, so I took the time to visit you, don't blame me. "

I said Officer Zhang was too polite, and Officer Zhang waved his hand.

"We are also acquaintances, don't shout from the police officer in the future, it's too raw, just call my name directly, we are considered our own family, my name is Zhang Feng."

I asked Zhang Feng.

"The person who attacked Dr. Zhao has been tried?" Zhang

Feng nodded.

"It has been tried, and the prisoner committed the murder because of the conflict between the doctor and the patient. "

Doctor-patient conflict? I don't believe it, as far as I know, Dr. Zhao is conscientious to every patient, and everyone praises him, how can there be such a fierce doctor-patient conflict.

Zhang Feng sighed.

"It is because Dr. Zhao is so conscientious and conscientious that he has this difficulty. I

was confused, Zhang Feng's words were really contradictory, how could conscientiousness and conscience lead to disaster?

Zhang Feng sat on the edge of my bed and began to speak.

"The assailant was a terminally ill patient, who had been treated by Dr. Zhao before, and when he came to see the patient, he was already in the advanced stage, and Dr. Zhao knew that the patient's condition was beyond his ability, so he found the patient's son, ......."